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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · สมัยใหม่
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Get rid of Boss Yan, The Jealous Man

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Oh right, she probably didn't tell you that apart from being an alchemist, I'm also a level-eight martial artist, right? Tsk, tsk, Young Master Ding, she deliberately hid it from you. She obviously wants to use me to kill you!"

Sun Ding suddenly widened his eyes in shock and blurted out, "Impossible!"

His grandfather had cultivated for more than a hundred years before becoming a level-eight martial artist, but this woman in front of him was no more than 30 years old, but she was a level-eight expert like his grandfather? How was that possible?

Lu Zijia was already used to these denials. She reached out and pointed at Cao Fei'er, who was still lying on the ground not far away.

"There was also a level-eight martial artist's attack sealed on her weapon. Now, I'm safe and sound, but she's defeated."

Sun Ding opened his mouth again and again, but he didn't say a word. Judging from his expression, he obviously believed her.